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A long cobweb stuck to the ceiling, seemingly floating in the air as it was pushed by a gust of wind flowing from the exposed AC duct on the floor. The feline's blue eyes watched it dance in the breeze. It would lift upwards, hanging for a moment, before falling back down until it was blown back up again. She looked over the exposed rafters of the basement ceiling, the untouched spider webs stretched across the beams, the four drooping strands of incandescent light bulbs that perfectly lit the room with a warm, orange glow. Listening past the canned laugh track from an old 80's sitcom rerun, she could hear the constant hum of the air conditioning that made the basement like an ice box. A perfect escape from the heat outside.

Her chest steadily rose and fell. A quiet whistling sounding from her nostrils as she breathed. The mattress under her, though old, was perfectly broken in, conforming perfectly to her body's curves. With the cool air blowing over her naked legs and the soothing white noise surrounding her along with the chilled bed sheets, she just wanted to fall asleep. Tilting her head down, she looked over her chest, still wearing her black band t-shirt, and at the head between her legs. The mop top of blonde hair bobbed gently while he did his best to pleasure her.

With another exhale through her nose, she dropped her head back down on the pillow. She closed her eyes and tried to focus on the wet tongue that eagerly licked over her entrance, coating it with his hot saliva. Her face scrunched slightly, but not in pleasure, regardless of how much she wanted it to. His tongue was moving much too fast, slapping over her labia, his teeth scraping over her when he tried to push it inside. The human was certainly enthusiastic, but his inexperience was painfully obvious.

"You have no clue what you're doing, huh?" she huffed, sitting up on her elbows.

Eric was too lost in the moment to hear, panting as he kissed and worshipped his best friend's slit, kissing and licking her. It was too much for him. Her taste. Her smell. He wanted nothing more than to pleasure her. To repay her for the most mind-blowing orgasm he had ever experienced. To pledge his undying allegiance and desire for his friend, to worship her, to pl-

"Yo!" she snapped, giving him a quick uppercut with her thin tail, catching him under the chin.

"Ow! Whadya do that for? Something wrong, Sammy?" he whined, rubbing his jaw after pulling his head back up.

"Well, you're a bit fuck deaf for starters. You hard of hearing now? Secondly, you know the term "eating out" is a metaphor, right? I shouldn't be feeling your fucking teeth?" she vented, staring down at the human.

".....it's actually a euphemism." he mumbled.

"Whatever! You've never done this before right? Cause it sure as hell seems like it! That was the worst goddamn head I've ever gotten." she stated, letting her head drop back on the pillow with a thump.

"Did I do something wrong? I'm sorry. I just wanted to make you feel good." he frowns, dropping his hand to give her clit a squeeze.

Sammy winces in discomfort and slaps his hand away.

"That hurts! Just stop, alright?" she barks, shaking her head.

Eric felt his stomach drop at her outburst. It was rare he ever saw her genuinely anger and never directed at him like this. He hung his head and carefully laid it on her thigh.

"I'm sorry, Sammy. I didn't mean to upset you." he whispered after a painfully long pause.

She bit the inside of her cheek, her tail twitching under him in a mix of emotions. This new relationship had only just begun not even an hour ago and she was already having second thoughts. It wasn't that she was selfish about him pleasing her, but that she was worried that their long friendship could come crashing down over nothing more than a spontaneous fling. She felt excited almost immediately that they were actually going to up their friendship into a relationship, but that was in the heat of the moment. The cat liked Eric. Liked him a lot. He was easily her best friend and she was honestly terrified that they may have made a horrible mistake.

"No, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have barked at you like that. I'm just....I don't know." she sighed, lifting her hand to pet his hair.

"You can talk to me Sammy. What's wrong?" he asked, turning to lay on his side so he could look up at her.

"I said I don't know." she lied, running her fingers through his hair.

"Well, I mean we're here. So, maybe we should be open with each other, you know?" he says, looking up at her.

She peered down at him, looking at the concern on his face.

"It's like.....hmm. You know when you're a kid and you really wanted something, like a puppy? Your birthday finally rolls around and your parents surprise you with one. It's nice and fun until it starts to shred things and shits on the carpet. Then you realize you might have made a mistake?" she explains, still playing with his hair.

"Jesus, was I really that bad? C'mon. There's always ups and downs. You might not like that puppy, but he grows and learns. He gets house broken. Then before you know it, you have a new best friend." he shrugs, leaning into her touch.

"But I already had a best friend, Eric. Now I'm scared I'm going to lose one." she exhales after a deep breath.

"You won't lose me though. You meant so much to me before and mean even more to me now. I can learn. Just give it a bit of time, okay? I promise I won't shit on the carpet again." he smiles, trying to ease the tension.

"It's not just that though. Haven't you heard stories of people who dated their best friends and wish they never did? I'm scared that'll be us." she frowns, giving his shoulder a squeeze.

"Sammy, please. You're overreacting. It's one little bump in the road. It's not the end of the world. So what if I suck at going down on you? Big whoop. I'm new to this. I just wanted to make you feel good. I've honestly always wanted to do something like that to you." he coos, petting the girl's multicolored furred thigh.

"Yeah? Well now look at you. You're the dog that always chases after cars. He finally catches one and realizes he can't drive." she chuckled, ruffling his hair, starting to feel a little better.

"What's with you and dog metaphors?" he snorted.

"I don't know. Weird train of thought?" she shrugged, reaching down lower to rub his back.

"Well going back to the first metaphor, what do you say? Do you want to teach this dog a new trick?" he grinned, kissing her thigh.

"Pfft. How much time do you got?" she rolled her eyes.

"Why don't you tutor people more? You'd really know how to boost their confidence." he says in a dry tone.

"You want help or not?"

"Fine. Teach me."

Scooting back, she opens her legs up more to give him a better view of her sex. Using her fingers, she parts her labia to expose her inner flesh.

"First, you're all up here. You should be down here and not up here. This is the fuck hole. Instead, you were licking my urethra." she says, gesturing at her two openings.

"Girls have a urethra?" he asks, looking puzzled.

Sammy drops her head towards him with a dumbfounded stare.

"Kidding!" he defends, raising his hands.

"Thank fuck. I knew of all the classes you have, sex ed would be the one you aren't failing." she chuckles.

"What? I like that class."

"Yeah? They teaching you about feet in there or just normal things?" she teases.

"Shut up and teach me!" he blushes, somehow still embarrassed when she teased him about his fetish despite what happened earlier.

"Moving on...what is this called?" she asks, moving her finger upwards to point at her clit.

"Clitoris!" the human confidently answers.

"Good job! It's about as sensitive as a fucking eyeball so quit going all gung-ho on it."

"Oh. I thought that was supposed to feel good." he states.

"It can, but you have to work your way up to that. You can't just go all out immediately. It takes time. Not every girl likes having it directly touched like that either."

"Are you one of them?" he asks.

"Eh, yes and no. I like having it played with sometimes, but only after I've been warmed up first. Guessing you're only doing what you've seen in porn then?" the feline guesses.

"Well, yeah. I, uh...haven't had much firsthand experience if I'm being honest." he admits with a faint blush.

"Really? Never been with a girl before?" Sammy chuckles.

"I have. Had a few girlfriends, but it never really got too serious I guess. I mean I've slept with some, but only a handful of times." he sighs, rubbing her calf.

"I've had a few guys myself." she shrugs, flicking the hair from her eyes.

"Probably more experienced too." he nods, feeling a bit self conscious.

"Very, but like you said, we just need time." she nods, lifting her other leg and laying it across his back.

"Shall we continue the lesson then?" he grins, looking up at her.

"Certainly. As much as I appreciate how eager you were, you didn't have anything even close to a rhythm or technique. A rhythm is nice, but should also be a bit unpredictable at times to keep a girl on edge. As for technique, not everything needs to be so hard and aggressive. A delicate touch can feel just as good or even better than a hard one. Like I already said, work your way up. Too much of a good thing can be a bad thing." she tells her friend, still holding her sex spread open.

"Alright. So start slow and build it up. Got it." he nods, trying to listen while also being distracted by her parted slit.

"Using a finger along with your mouth and tongue can feel pretty damn good too. Just make sure you actually finger the right hole. I don't need a fucking UTI, alright?" she smirks, noticing his stares.

"I've learned my lesson. Think maybe a hands on approach would help?" he asks with an excited smile.

"What, you want to play with me some more?" she teases, sliding her middle finger down over her entrance.

"I'd love to. It's hard not to go so fast and eager. You just look so amazing." he growls, shifting his body closer, his face now directly in front of her cunt.

"Hmm, first time seeing a naked anthro before?" she purrs, moving her fingers away from herself to instead stroke his hair some more.

"Only in person." he grins playfully.

"Mhm, I bet you were jerking off to so much fur porn." the feline taunts.

"You know it. After meeting you, my searches for cats skyrocketed." he teases back, kissing her inner thigh.

"Glad I had such an impact." she rumbled, getting readjusted with him laying on her legs.

Eric inches his nose closer, taking in her unique smell that poured from her sex, inhaling it's pheromone laced scent.

"Mmmm, god you smell good." he groans, planting a kiss on her folds.

"That doesn't mean much coming from you. You'd say the same with your nose shoved in my worn shoes. In fact, I think you did." she jokingly sneers.

"Mmm, and you know I'm going to go for your feet again." he smiles, pressing his thumbs to her cunt, slowly pulling her lips to the side, causing more of her addictive scent to assault his nostrils.

"I figured that much. Alright foot fucker, let's see if you've learned anything." she hums, laying her head back down on the pillow.

"Gimme a minute. Just want to take this all in for a second." he says, moving one of his hands to brush it over her delicately soft pubic fur of her mound.

Despite just having his face between her legs moments ago, he still couldn't help but appreciate her body. To have the alluring tomboy feline in front of him like this was a dream come true. His eyes hovered over her sex, noticing how her fur pattern stayed the same, even in her most intimate areas. The normal white base of her fur covered with overlapping blobs of orange and black continued towards her pelvic region, but the fur outlining her vagina was a hazy, pearly color. Contrasted with the pink flesh of her nethers, it almost gave her entrance an almost theatric glow. Well, at least how it seemed to him when he pulled down her panties that night for the first time.

Sammy soon began to whistle in boredom, growing impatient with Eric going completely silent as he ogled her cunt for the second time. She knew how excited and eager he was, but the ceiling had little in the terms of entertainment to keep her docile.

"And here you were telling me not to rush things." he chuckled, before giving into her and planting another wet kiss on her labia, keeping it parted as he began to kiss the cat's silken folds.

"Implying that you were actually doing something." she growled, giving a quiet sigh when she felt his lips again.

The human allowed his tongue to slip from his mouth, easing it over her cunt, tracing out her outer lips with a slow drag of his wet tongue. His hands slid under her thighs, cupping her rear in his palm which soon started to massage her furry cheeks. Closing his eyes, he listened to her breathing and focused on how her body reacted to his actions, cueing him in on what she liked and what did little to satisfy her. Retracting his tongue to rewet it, he was quickly reminded of how quickly a cat's fur can dry you out. Eric swirled the tip of his tongue over her flesh, dancing around her entrance, which he soon discovered had began to glisten with her arousal.

"Guess I'm doing better then." he thought to himself, letting out a low groan when his tongue skipped over her passage, tasting her.

Seeing that she was now growing more excited, and more importantly, wet, he gently eased his finger inside of her.

"Oooh." she softly exhaled, her tail twitching against his chest.

"Is that better, Sammy?" he whispered, feeling her contract around his finger, encouraging him to push deeper.

"Quick learner." she huffed, her eyelids starting to close, her hand finding its way to his head.

Pleased with his performance, Eric slid his finger further into her depths, taking him all the way to his knuckle, her heated nectar coating his digit. The human's lips peppered her mound with kisses. Pecking her fur, sucking it even at times. His kisses landed closer and closer to her clitoris, testing the waters.

Sammy panted as he put his new advice to use, impressed by how well he was doing. Rather than finger fucking her the way he probably saw in the smut he viewed, he massaged her with his finger, pumping it at a perfect pace. It had been months since her last breakup and had been a while since she felt something besides her own fingers touching her.

"Closer." she pants once she felt his kisses glancing over her clit.

Hearing her order, he gave her sensitive nub a tentative kiss, hearing her light moans grow heavier. Poking it with his tongue, the human caressed her button with a mellow lick.

"Fuck." she moaned, grabbing a handful of his hair, tugging on it with each stroke of his tongue.

He curled his finger inside of her tunnel as he slid it back and forth, fingering her to his best ability, now suckling on her erect clit. Judging by her cry of pleasure and not pain, he could start going faster. He started by easing another finger into her now drenched sex, feeling her muscles desperately try to grab his fingers and milk them, wiggling them inside of her.

"Suck it!" she barks, shaking underneath him, spilling more of her nectar around his fingers as they plunged into her.

He rapidly flicked his tongue over her clit while it was trapped between his lips, fingering her harder, slapping his palm against her rump. Unable to resist a taste, he eventually pulled his fingers free, shoving his tongue back inside of her, this time actually entering her tunnel, groaning as he licked her honeypot. Hungrily, he licked her, his tongue collecting every drop of her tang, one hand massaging her rear, while the other tweaked her clit with its thumb. Her tail thrashed under him, her pants mixing into groans the more he pleasured her.

"Ah!" she grunted, her legs bending and crossing around his head, forcing his face against her soaked entrance, her stimulated button twitching under his fingers.

With his face now hidden, Eric was grinning against her nethers with how well he had done, feeling her muscles contract around his fingers and tongue as a short burst of her arousal shot from her depths. He moaned and curled his tongue, pressing it flat against her folds, letting her juices coat his taste buds with her uniquely flavored nectar. Wiggling his fingers some more, he lightly thrust them for a moment longer to draw out her orgasm, before finally pulling his wet digits free.

"Was that good? Honestly thought it would be a bit more violent than that." he grinned, licking his fingers clean.

"Not all orgasms are created equal. There aren't many girls that can probably cum the way you think we do, so quit watching porn." she panted, releasing the headlock she had around him with her legs.

"Most girls are completely naked in those too." he chuckles, massaging her thighs, giving each one a kiss.

"Well, you should know by now that I'm not like most girls." she smirked, catching her breath.

"Still don't get why you want to keep your shirt on." he shrugs, tugging at the bottom of her shirt, before moving down her legs towards her calves next.

"Cause I want to." Sammy states, putting her hands behind her head.

"But why? I kinda want to see the rest of you." he asks, kissing over the tops of her knees and legs.

Sammy watches him move down towards what he was really after.

"Don't you think you've seen enough?" she chuckles, dodging the question.

The human finally reaches her furry feet, pecking over the furred tops, planting a kiss on each toe.

"Why don't you want to take your shirt off, Sammy?" he repeats in a gentle tone.

"Why is every guy obsessed with tits? They're just lumps of flesh for fuck sake." she growls.

"You really going to lay there and say I'm obsessed with tits?" he jokes, giving her sole a long, slow lick.

"Hmm, point taken. How could I forget about my little paw lover?" she grins, batting her toes over his brow.

"Mhm. Cause I'm not like most guys!" he smirks, slipping her big toe into his mouth for a loving suck.

"You know you just came on those right? Like, not even 20 minutes ago?" she points out.

Eric quickly pulls her toe from his mouth, squinting his eyes at her feet as he lifts them up a few inches to eye level, looking deep in thought. He pauses and examines them, noticing the stains he had caused amongst her patterned fur.

"Fuck it." he mutters after a moment, slipping her first two toes past his lips.

"That didn't take long. I think I'd have been shocked if you actually stopped." the feline laughed.

"Gonna take more than that to keep me away from these." he mumbled around her toes, slipping his tongue between her fuzzy toes.

"Don't talk with your mouth full." she purrs, adding another toe and pushing all three towards the back of his mouth.

He sighs happily and nods, clutching her by her ankle, dragging his thumbs over her slender sole, his tongue forcing its way between her toes, licking at the gaps between.

"You always do that?" she giggles softly, wiggling her toes around his tongue.

Eric murmurs and soundly licks at each toe, careful not to nick his tongue on her claws, snaking around each toe, licking the small pads on each one.

"Thought you weren't ticklish." Eric grins as he pulls her toes free, grasping her first and second toe, spreading them apart to expose the gap between which he immediately laps.

"I'm not ticklish, damn it! It just feels...weird I guess." she defends with another faint giggle at his licks.

"Sensitive then?" he smiles, looking at up her, slowly poking the tip of his tongue at the touchy area between her toes, darting through the small tufts of fur.

"Duh. Not exactly an area I've experimented with. Think you'd be the first and only boyfriend to ever try anything with my feet." she scoffs, her toes twitching from the teasing licks.

"Did you just call me your boyfriend?" he teases, his heart excitedly beating as the word.

"I didn't say that!" she blushes, trying to pull her foot away.

"Yes you did and you know you did!" he continues, keeping his grip on her ankle.

"Shut up!"

"Aww, and now she's blushing too!" he teases when he sees her fur grow a shade darker.

"Fuck you!" she hisses, launching her foot forward to kick his chest.

"Uh uh! Fool me once." he teased, grabbing her foot, before it could kick him.

"Not making that mistake aga-" Eric tried to finish, cut off by her other foot landing a kick on his sternum which was already particularly tender after the earlier kick she landed.

"Dumb ass." she glared, pulling her legs back and hiding her feet under the blanket on the bed.

"Nooo. My preciouses." he coughed, rubbing his twice bruised chest, falling down on the bed beside her covered legs.

"Idiot." she adds, crossing her arms.

"What? The word "boyfriend" trigger you?" he winces from the pain in his chest.

"No it's just, uh....fuck, I don't know. Sounds weird out loud. Can we move on?" she rumbles.

"Fine. Why do you keep your shirt on?" he asks, returning to their original conversation.

"Ugh! Do you want to see my tits that fucking badly!?" she yells.

"Jesus Christ, Sam. You're fucking dad is upstairs!" he warns, blushing darkly and covering his ears.

"I don't care!" she barks, her tail violently whipping under the covers.

"Well I don't want him to kick my ass!" he groans in fear.

"Oh, relax." she rolls her eyes.

"Fine. Goddamn." he gasps, starting to shake.

"Drama queen." she spits.

"Says you." he retorts.

"You wanna go down that road? Here. Feast your eyes." she seethes, ripping off her black band shirt, throwing it at him.

The wad of black fabric smacks him in the face, pulling it off with a grunt to look up at her. He looked over her now naked chest, gazing at the familiar fur pattern, the area around her tummy covered with a dull white fur, a black streak of fur covering the cleavage of her small breasts, bright pink nipples poking through the fur on each one.

"Happy?" she snaps, quickly crossing her arms across her chest with a faint blush.

"Actually yes. Why are you so upset?" he asks in concern, pulling himself up to sit beside her.

"Don't act like you aren't disappointed." she huffs.

"What? I don't see anything wrong or what you're making such a big deal of." he shrugs, scooting closer, putting a hand around her waist.

"Bull fucking shit. You fucking blind? You don't see what I might not like?" she snorts, moving her arms away, exposing her chest again.

"What? Your breasts? I don't care about that. Is that what this is all about?" he asks while making a face.

"Of course!" she yells, shaking off his arm to lay back down on the bed.

"Sammy. You're being ridiculous." he sighs, following her down to the bed, resting his cheek on her belly.

"I hate them." she growls.

"Why? So what if they aren't gigantic. And to think you're the one telling me I have unrealistic expectations from porn." he smiles, nuzzling his nose into her fur, kissing her navel.

"I'm not asking for gigantic tits. I'd just like to have any tits." she hisses.

"Give me a break. They're fine and I like them. Besides, I just wanted to see all of you, that's all." he purrs, pressing his lips into her silky smooth fur, petting her belly, raking his fingers through her fur.

"Why?" she mutters.

"Because I think you're beautiful." he smiles, his hands now at her side, giving her hips a squeeze.

"Why, you gay?" she sighs.

"No? What kind of question is that?"

"Cause you seem to like a guy's body." she grumbles.

"You really think you look like a guy, don't you? That's a dumb thing to think, cause you look beautiful. I absolutely love your body and you can't tell me otherwise." he chuckles, sliding up her chest, kissing under her breasts.

"I look like a man. Plain and simple." she frowns, turning her head.

"You don't. And, to be fair, you kinda dress like them. Please don't be mad." he says, rapidly spitting out the last sentence with a wince.

"Pfft. You think I like to? These are the only clothes that fit me anymore. Can't really wear anything girly. Doesn't look or fit good." she rolls her eyes.

"Doesn't matter to me though. I like how you dress actually. Look like a big, scary, tomboy." he grins, his hand traveling up her belly, groping her breast.

"Yeah, I do like it. Never cared for the girly clothes, even when I was a kid and hadn't developed. Still. I think I'd like to look like a girl once in a while." she huffs, feeling a bit awkward.

"You can dress however you'd like. I know you'll still look cute." he smiles, cuddling his face into her cleavage.

"Quit calling me cute."

"But you are." he coos.

"I hate that word."

"Why?"

"What is it with you? Playing 20 Questions today?" she whines.

"Seems that way. Consider it revenge for grilling me over your socks." he grins, nipping at her fur.

"Ugh."

"So....?"

"I don't like it cause it never seems genuine, alright?" she admits with a frown.

"What do you mean? I'd never lie to you about that." he asks, confused.

"It just always seems condescending I guess." she squirms.

"Like I'm making fun of you?"

"Exactly."

"I'm guessing you've dealt with some rude people?" he frowns.

"....mhm." she nods.

"Who? I'll kick their ass." he growls.

"Ha! You always did know how to make me laugh." she chuckles, sticking her finger in his ear to tease him.

"Quit it! I'm serious. You don't deserve that. You're amazing and I love you how you are." he murmurs, lightly licking over her pink nipple.

"It was just some people all throughout my life. Exes, friends, family, teachers, neighbors." she lists off, looking unhappy, shivering a bit from his lick.

"Fuck them. I just want you to know that when I say you're cute, I mean it from the bottom of my heart." he purrs, sucking her stiff nipple.

"God, you're corny." she laughs, flicking his ear.

"Mmm, and you're cute." he grins, wincing from the flick.

"Hmm....fair enough." she growls with a smirk.

"To be honest, I don't like huge tits. Think they look stupid when a girl has giant implants or can barely fit her shirt on." he shrugs, flicking his tongue over the peak.

"Guess that's why you like me." she jokes, scratching the back of his head.

"I love you for many reasons." he smiles, popping his mouth open to suck more of her breast, taking in more than just her nipple.

"Oh god." she snickers, pushing his head away from her chest.

"What?" he asks.

"If you're going to do that, at least make it look sexy. Fuck, you look like you're bobbing for apples." she cackles, now having a laughing fit.

"S-shush!" he whines, the human's fleshy face turning red.

"Oh fuck, that was funny." she laughs, closing her eyes as she did so, her mouth open and exposing her sharp looking teeth.

"It wasn't that funny. You're dumb." he pouts.

"Pac-Man looking motherfucker!" she howls, eyes watering.

"You done yet?" he sighs, leaning back down on her chest, tracing his fingers around her navel, suckling her nipple once again.

"Heh heh heh. I think so." she exhales, wiping her eyes.

"Good." he nods, kissing both her breasts, licking over them as well.

"You never stop, do you?" she taunts.

"I want to worship all of you." he rumbles, lifting himself up to sit beside her, looking over her body, rubbing her shoulder.

He gazed over her, looking at the patterns in her warm, soft fur. His eyes explored her, eventually looking up into her own which were glistening from her tears of laughter, causing her blue eyes to shimmer. The feline's laughing fit gave her a prominent smile on her face, looking at peace with herself.

"What?" she chuckled.

"I never really see you like this?" he smiles, petting her cheek and whiskers.

"Naked?" she jokes, brushing her face against his hand.

"No. I mean, yeah, but no."

"Then like what?" she asks, rubbing her cheek affectionately over his fingers.

"Like this. Docile. Calm. Maybe....submissive? Sorry, but it's the only word I can think of off the top of my head." he hums.

"I know what you mean. I don't know. Guess I'm just enjoying myself. Letting you take the driver's seat since you want to touch me so much." she nods.

"Ooooh, I do and I have." he said softly, inching his face closer to hers, brushing their lips together.

Sammy hesitates, but leans into his lips, giving him a kiss. Looking into her eyes before they closed, he peacefully moaned at her sweet lips, deepening their kiss. Her hand rose and slid her fingers through his hair, while he started to brush his thumb over her cheek, cupping her chin in his palm. They held their kiss for a few more serene seconds, Sammy pulling away first, looking up at his smiling face.

"I love you Sammy." he whispered, kissing her nose.

"I know you do." she smiled back.

Opening his mouth to speak, Eric was cut off by the door to the basement opening. The two jumped up and flew off the bed at the noise, Sammy snatching her clothes to throw back on.

"Gotta go pick up some things. Still down there, Sammy?" the father's husky voice asked down the stairwell.

"Uh, yeah! Where ya going?" she asks, pulling her shirt over herself.

"Up to the grocery store and then I gotta pick your mom up from work. I'm taking her out for dinner to have a night out, so you two'll have to fend for yourselves. I left money on the counter." he announces, the sound of car keys jingling in his hands.

"Okay, thanks!" Sammy yells back up.

"And uh....what are you two doing down there? Heard some odd noises. Interesting noises."

Eric freezes in the middle of zipping his pants, not wanting to make another sound.

"Oh, that. Found a cardboard box full of some tapes. You know. Interesting tapes?" Sammy replies, keeping her voice calm.

"Huh. Knew I should have moved those before I let you take over down there, but your mother would've found them in our room. Rewind them and I swear if they get eaten in that VCR, I'll take more away then just your car! Those are collectable you know." the father warns.

"Already did!" she replies, pulling her pants on.

"That's my girl. See ya Sammy. See ya Eric." he says, before closing the door, his footsteps walking to the front door which also slams shut.

The two quickly let out a breath of relief.

"That was close." he trembles.

"Very." she nods.

"Your dad really have a porn stash down here?" he asks, zipping his pants back up.

"Yeah. Some old shit from the 80s. He wasn't kidding either. Some of those are worth some cash." she laughs, pulling her socks on next much to his disappointment.

"Huh, neat. We going out to grab some food then?" he asks, walking through the cluttered floor back to the couch to slip his shoes on.

"Yeah. Just hope it still isn't hot as hell outside." she nods, following him to put her shoes back on.

"Wouldn't be so bad." he grins, tying his shoes.

"Ah. So my feet and shoes get all hot again?" she sighs, pulling her skate shoes back on her socked feet.

"Mhm." he smirks, watching her feet disappear.

"Perv." she jabs, standing back up after tying her shoes.

Eric looks up at his new girlfriend with an amused expression.

"What now?"

"Your shirt's on backwards." he points out with a laugh.

The cat pulls the neck of her shirt and sees the tag in front of her. She looks back over at him with the same look.

"Yours too."

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Still without a car, the two emerged from the basement and out the door to begin another little adventure. The heat was still there, but not as oppressive as it was when they first arrived.

"At least there's a breeze now." Eric points out.

"Ugh. You gonna talk this whole trip?" Sammy groaned, hopping down off the front porch.

"Only to annoy you." the human snickered.

"I'm sure you'll do a good job." she quipped, heading down to the sidewalk.

"Sure you don't want to leave the hoodie at home?" he asks, already anticipating a no.

"Nope!" she proudly states, though keeping it unzipped.

"Figured as much. Where we going for food then?" Eric asks, following her to the sidewalk.

"Thinking that one pizza joint. Something cheap so we'll have more left over for Saturday."

"What's Saturday?"

"Could take a trip to the mall. You did promise me new shoes after all." she grinned, walking down the concrete path.

"That I did. I can think of some fun we'd have at the shoe store." he smirks, giving her head a pat.

"Don't go fucking the shoes now, Eric." she taunts, ears flicking at his hand.

"No promises. How much did he give you anyway?"

"$30. Can get their family special for $15 or just a large pizza and some drinks for like $10 and change." she shrugs.

"Whatever works. Got quite the appetite." he nods, laying his arm around her waist.

"Me too. Shouldn't be too long of a walk either."

---

From outside on the patio, the couple sat and enjoyed their cheap pizza, smelling the scent of tomato sauce and oregano from inside the kitchen that wafted out the door. Even through the thick, stucco plastered walls of the building, they could hear the owners loudly arguing in a foreign language, causing them both to laugh.

"Not bad as usual." Eric says after taking another bite of the greasy slice.

"Their pizza is always a resounding alright. Can't really fuck up pizza though. Even when it's bad, it's still alright." she replies, reaching for the crushed red pepper flakes.

"I've had worse and had better. Can't bitch about the price though." he nods, sipping from his cup.

"I know you can't ,cause I'm the one paying for it." Sammy points out, shaking the spicy flakes over her slice of pepperoni pizza.

"True. Thaaaaaank yooooou." he thanks in a singsong.

"At this point I'd usually threaten you with having to walk home, but we don't really have a choice in the matter." she grimaces at his tone.

"Checkmate." he smiles, wiping his greasy lips with a thin napkin.

She shakes her head and takes another bite of her pizza, finishing the slice. Dropping the crust to her plate, she takes a look inside of the pizza parlor.

"Kinda want to sit in there and see if that jukebox still works."

"Don't think they have your kind of music in there." Eric laughs, adding his crust to her plate, pulling another slice from the box beside them.

"Metal isn't all I listen to. I like some other stuff too. Prog rock and things." she replies, grabbing another slice for herself, picking up his crust from her plate and tossing it back at him.

"Hey!" he whines as the golden brown crust bounces off his forehead and lands on the patio deck.

A seagull dives from the sky and swipes the crust off the floor, narrowly avoiding the human who ducks to avoid it. Another one swoops down behind it, wrestling for the crust, the two loudly squawking as they fight, feather flying around them.

"No feed the birds!" a stout marmot pops his head through the doorway at the commotion, scolding them both.

"Sorry!"

"He did it!"

The squirrel shakes his head and turns around, muttering in his native tongue.

"Well done, Eric."

"Me? You threw it!"

"You didn't catch it!"

"With what, my face?"

"Mouth maybe."

"Shush and eat before it gets cold." Eric growls, picking up his pizza, folding it and taking a large bite.

Sammy snickers and goes back to her dinner, shaking some shredded parmesan on it for good measure. The human lazily swings his foot, kicking hers.

"How about a rub?" she asks, plucking a banana pepper that fell from his slice, popping it in her mouth.

"Here?" he looks up at her, taking another swig of his soda.

"I mean, I am treating you to dinner. I think it's the least you could do for me." she purrs, taking another bite of her pizza, the cheese sliding off and sticking to her chin.

"In your basement in private is one thing, Sam. Out here in the open is different" he whines.

"Don't like showing your girlfriend affection?" she teases, wiping her sauce stained fur with a napkin.

"And now you're okay with calling us boyfriend and girlfriend?"

"Quit changing the subject."

"Ugh. Just a massage?" he asks suspiciously.

"Of course." she purrs, a mischievous glint in her eye.

Eric shifts a bit in his seat, unsure of what to believe.

"You were saying how much you wanted them before we left. Not getting cold feet on me are you, no pun intended." she hums, grinding the pizza crust over her plate, collecting the leftover grease and pepper flakes.

"Yeah, for when we got back." he grunts.

"You're much too comfortable with them back there. I already miss how nervous you used to get around them. Now I need to find new ways to make you squirm. So shut up, and get to it." she growls, snapping off the end of her pizza crust with her sharp teeth.

The human whimpers and nervously nods, cautiously reaching down to take hold of her ankles.

"What are you doing?"

"Wha-you want me start, right?"

"Uh huh. Get under the table."

"Why?" he frowns.

"Do it, Eric." she smirks, pulling her feet from his hands and setting them back on the ground.

With another whine, he slowly sinks down in his seat, sliding off to sit down under the picnic table.

"Not looking so submissive now, am I?" she grins, placing her feet between his legs.

He blushed and looked around the patio to make sure they were alone as he began to untie the laces of her skate shoes, colored to match the same pattern as her fur. Grabbing the heel, he popped both of her worn shoes off, setting them to the side.

"Just going to ignore those?"

"Yup." he curtly nods, picking up her feet by her ankles.

The cat picks up her right leg and jams her socked foot to his face.

"Let's see you ignore those then." she purrs.

He whines and reluctantly inhales the scent of her warm socks, letting out a whimper when her toes curled around his nose, pressing the lightly damp fabric to his nostrils.

"Why here?" he bites his lip, leaning in to force more of his nose into her fragrant socks.

"This is the kind of nervousness I like." she taunts, the other foot dropping against his chest.

Eric could feel the heat from her sole against his shirt, nice and hot after their walk over. As more of her foot scent was filtered through his nostrils, he could feel himself growing more and more aroused and distracted. He pulled his lips back and nipped at the girl's socked heel, tugging at the sweaty fabric. When it came to feet, he enjoyed them both clean and worn. He enjoyed their scent after a long walk and didn't have any gripes if they were somewhat sweaty, but did not like them if they were overly so. A balance between the two was perfect for him and exactly what he was experiencing in that moment.

"Wonder if I should even bother letting you bother my socks and shoes since we're doing this now." she said, feeling his teeth while she ground the other foot into his chest.

"Well, I'll have to be going home at some point. You better believe I'm going to want them then." he pants, kissing at her socked foot, giving it a swipe of the tongue in his growing lust.

"You licking those now? Sick fucker." she sneers, feeling the warmth from his tongue through the thin fabric of her sock.

"Fucking right." he growled, tilting her ankle down, sucking at her toes through her socks.

The human forced all four of the socked digits into his mouth at once, biting and licking over them with a low groan.

"Dirty boy. You know you can take those off, right?" she teased, feeling her sock growing saturated in his hot saliva.

Nodding, he hooked a finger into the top of her sock, peeling one off and pressing it to his nose, giving it an obscenely loud sniff. Before she could say something, he dropped it and gave her entire foot one long lick, dragging his tongue from her heel up to her toes, forcing the cat's first two toes into his mouth when he reached them. Bobbing his head, he longingly sucked on her perfectly slender, yet, thick toes, curling his tongue around them, grazing over her claws. After lapping over each one, his tongue slid between them, attacking at the sensitive gap.

"Fucker." she grinned, holding back a giggle as she tried to pull her foot back away from his tongue.

Turning the tables, he held onto her ankle with a surprising strength, pulling her toes from his mouth so that he could focus with his tongue. The flexible muscle dove between her toes, giving the individual spaces his full attention, rapidly flicking the top of his tongue at the furry flesh.

"Don't make me kick you a third time." she threatened, stifling another laugh.

Smirking, he retracted his tongue, kissing over the tops of her toes, before sliding the last two into his mouth, peeking up at her from under the table while he lovingly suckled them. The texture of her toepads was an odd combination of smooth and wrinkled. Firm, yet somewhat malleable, almost like squeezing a rubber eraser. Warm and leatherlike, he loved the way it felt against his tongue. After wrapping his tongue around her toes and giving them the same attention and passion he showed the first two, he then allowed himself to pull them free, pausing to look down at the saliva coated fur.

"Still weird, but still feels good." she purred, wiping her toes dry on his shirt.

"Aww, does my kitty like it when I suck her toes?" he chuckled, switching to the foot still planted against his chest.

"Shut up and kinda. Guess it's like a rimjob. You know a tongue has no business being there, but it feels so nice." she grinned, dropping her worshipped foot on his groin, able to feel his erection throbbing under his jeans.

"You know my tongue will be all over these." he growled, licking and nibbling at her arch, his nose smelling the fluffs of fur surrounding her pawpad.

Sammy looked over at the door and saw the same marmot from earlier that was now sweeping up the shop. He would stop and brush the debris and dirt out of the doorway with his broom. Keeping quiet, the feline felt a devilish smile racing across her furry face.

"Eric." she huffed in a low voice, poking his forehead with her toe to get his attention.

"Hmm?" he asked with his lips sealed around her pad, giving it a wet suck.

"Company." she stated, knowing that would be more than enough to scare him.

With her foot over his hidden cock, she could feel his heartbeat grow even faster, his body freezing in fright. Of course, Sammy wouldn't settle on that reaction alone.

"Excuse me?" she called over to the marmot.

"Yes?" he asked in a gruff voice, keeping his eyes on the ground he was sweeping.

"Sammy." Eric whined under the table, biting his lip to suppress a moan as the foot on his groin began to slide over his erection.

"You guys hiring at all? I could use some side cash." she asks, flattening her heel over his manhood, rubbing it back and forth.

Eric grunted inaudibly, reaching into his pants to move his cock so that it laid parallel on his thigh.

"Yes. Need delivery car drivers." the employee nods, stepping outside.

"Hmm, I don't exactly have a car at the moment. Not sure when I'll get it back either." she frowns, lifting her foot so Eric could readjust himself, thrusting her foot back down on his manhood after.

"No car? Hmm. Good with hands?" he asked, sweeping the broom over the entrance, collecting all he had brushed outside into a pile.

"Yeah. I can be pretty dexterous when needed." she smiles, turning her foot sideways, starting to stroke the human's bulge with her toes.

"Not just my hands either." she purrs quietly, looking down at Eric with a sneer.

"Dextrose? I talk about hands! You make pizzas?" the marmot asked, stepping closer towards them, sweeping along the way.

"Don't really have any experience with that. No stranger to kneading, twisting, pulling, and rubbing though." she smirks, emphasizing each word with an equal action over Eric's cock with her foot.

The human leaned back against the legs of the bench, panting and bucking his hips into her foot, watching the other dangle in front of his face, still damp with his saliva. With nothing but lust in his eyes, he swiped at the foot, pressing it to his mouth, greedily licking her sole, his nose buried between her toes.

"Good. I can talk to father and see." he nods, now standing directly beside the table, luckily having not noticed who sat underneath.

"No rush. Just looking around for places. Still need a ride anyway." she shrugs, grinding her teeth to keep her composure at the human's second wind of worship.

The marmot nods and walks to the back of the patio, brushing the dirt and whatnot off the side.

"Well. Get a car and come back then." he shrugs, walking back to the doorway with his broom.

Sammy furiously grinds her sole over the human's cock, moving down to focus on his tip which was now flowing with pre.

"Will do." she replies, wagging her toes inside of the human's mouth when he predictably went back for seconds.

Eric whimpered and grabbed the top of her foot, forcing it down harder over his cock, bucking his hips against her. Pulling off of her toes, he hastily drags his tongue up her foot, licking up, moving back down and moving an inch to the side, working his tongue over every inch of her sexy foot. The feline replies by bouncing her heel against his crown, feeling the fabric of his pants growing more and more damp with each drop of pre soaking into the denim.

"Where is your friend? The bird feeder?" the marmot asks over his shoulder, stepping back inside.

"Oh, he had to run off and take a phone call. Something personal. He should be coming any minute." she grinned, rocking her foot side to side, feeling his meaty cock pulsating in need for a release.

"Any second." Eric corrected with a whimper, his own toes curling from the impending orgasm, licking the top of her foot, biting at her toes.

"Whatever." the marmot nods as he goes back inside, clearly uninterested now.

"Ooh, yes. Any second and he's going to cum in pants. What's wrong? Can't handle my foot stroking this hard cock?" she seductively hisses, looking back under the table.

"God yes. I'm so happy I can be milked by these." he pants, no longer keeping his moans hidden.

"I already let you cum on them once. Right now, you're going to make a mess for yourself. You like that? Almost getting caught?" she growls, pulling her toes from his mouth to press both feet to his cock.

"You're crazy, you know that?" he whines, now laying on the ground, holding her ankles, slamming his hips upwards, grinding his clothed member against her soles and toes that so teasingly stroked him.

"You haven't seen anything yet." she smirks, shifting her feet in opposite directions, before moving them in tandem over his cock, going slow at first only to build up speed drastically.

"I'm going to cum." he grunts, bending his knees, mouth hanging open as he lets out one last moan, the feline's aggressive footjob proving too much for him to handle.

"Not staining my feet this time. I know you'd love to see it so much. All that jizz staining my furry feet. Fucking slut." she hisses, pinching his tip with her toes, the other foot roughly stroking his shaft.

Eric keeps his hands at his sides for the time being, huffing and gurgling in pleasure as he allowed himself the overwhelming release of his orgasm, the both of them feeling his tip throb as it pumped out thick ribbons of his backed up cum. Each cumshot grew longer and heavier, some with enough force behind it to actually penetrate the fabric of his jeans, bubbling up through his jeans to stick to her foot. HIs eyes rolled in his sockets, hips unable to stay still as they constantly bucked and spasmed along with his cock.

"Mmmmm, let it all out Eric. How the hell are you cumming so hard when I just drained you after school?" she grins, her feet never stopping, stroking and pinching him in such deliciously lewd movements.

There wasn't a doubt in his mind that he would give her nothing but what she demanded. He could feel his balls heaving as they expelled all they had to give, cum shooting from his cock in a multiple bursts that sadly began to waiver in their force and volume, soon shrinking to nothing but a trickle.

"Oh god, Sammy. I could get used to this." he heaves, reaching up to cup his hands over her feet, guiding them over his spent cock.

"And I could get used to these monster cumshots of yours. Fuck." she chuckled, lazily working her feet up and down his manhood, helping to draw out the aftermath of his orgasm, massaging his tingling cock while also smearing it with his hot semen.

"Mmm, all for you, Sammy. Love you." he gasped at her touch, not thrilled that he had a mess in his pants, but was in no position to complain after that.

"I know you do." she chuckles, stealing a sip from his drink that was still on the table.

"Gonna keep saying that?" he asks, massaging her calves, starting to recover.

"Yup." she nods, lifting and crossing a leg.

Eric frowned slightly, but said nothing. He figured it would take time to win over her affection, but was still unhappy that she didn't seem to have the same kind of love he did for her.

"Care to put my socks back on?" she asks, wiggling her toes in the air.

"No, but I'll do it anyway." he jokes, picking up her socks and pulling them over her feet, watching the multicolored furry feet disappear.

She lifted each leg to help him slip her sock on, fumbling around below her to find her shoes and slip them back on. Eric then emerges back from under the table, brushing off his pants and shirt.

"Dinner and a show. That was fun." Sammy smiled, tossing their paper plates in the empty pizza box.

"Very fun." Eric smirked, reaching for his cup to take a drink, only to find out it was empty.

"Wasn't me." Sammy innocently states.

"Uh huh." he rolls his eyes, tossing the empty cup in the box as well.

"Should we head back then?" she suggests, getting up to throw their trash away.

"Sounds good to me." he nods, standing up from the table.

Sammy walks over and drops the box in a trash can by the door, turning back to face Eric.

"Ready?" he asks.

The feline snorts and goes back to the table, taking a few napkins from the dispenser which she handed to the human, pointing at the large wet stain on the front of his pants. He blushes and frantically tries to wipe away the beads of semen that spilled through his pants, managing to remove most of it, but could do nothing to help the massive puddle that had already set.

"Now I'm ready." she smirks.

---

Their walk back home was rather unadventurous, the two watching as the sun soon began to set.

"Guess we were out longer than we thought." Eric states, walking up the sidewalk beside her.

"No complaints though. Weather is finally cooling off. Kinda nice out really." the feline nods, pulling off her hoodie and draping it over her shoulder.

"Yeah. Pretty fun day, I must admit." he smirks, reaching over to put his arm around her waist.

"Fun for the both of us." she chuckles, dropping her head on his shoulder.

"Mhm." he smiles, turning to kiss her hair, only to be blocked by the wool cap on her head.

He instead inches down to kiss her on the cheek.

"I love you Sammy." he purrs, lips still pressed to her fuzzy cheek.

"I know you do." she replies, patting his back.

"Do you love me, Sammy?" he sighs unhappily.

"Why do you ask?"

"Cause you don't say it." he frowns, slowing his pace.

"Do I really need to?"

"I would like it if you did."

"I don't saying it."

"Cause you don't mean it?" he nervously asks, his hold growing tighter around her hip.

"The opposite, really." she growls, eyes focused on the ground in front of them.

"What do you mean?"

"I've said it way too many times to too many people." she mutters, now walking faster than him, Eric being pulled along with his arm still wrapped around her.

"So?"

"I've said it too much and I'm not saying it anymore."

"You're dodging the question." Eric accuses.

"I've said it to too many guys. I'm not with those guys anymore. This really hard to figure out?"

"So you're scared to say it cause we'll break up?" he asks, keeping up with her quickened pace.

"No! I mean....well, not really." she stammers, growing more uncomfortable.

"Just tell me then. You didn't seem so nervous and shy when you were getting me off under the table."

"I don't trust anyone anymore. Every guy I've said I loved and felt that way about just ended up dumping me or cheating on me someone. I'm not admitting that to anyone. I'm not going through that shit again." she scowls, refusing to look at him.

"Wait, you're scared? Scared that I'll leave you? If you love me, just say it." the human says, stopping in his tracks.

"I don't know if you're going to be like them, so no." she states, continuing up the sidewalk.

"Please don't be like that. I'd never mistreat you. I wouldn't ever cheat on you or anything like that. I love you too much Sam. I-" he proclaims, cut off by the feline.

"Will you just stop! Please? I've heard all that shit before. You sound like every one of them." the cat yells, clenching her jaw, starting to become overcome with emotions the more he reminded her of her past lovers.

Eric stayed a few feet behind while she walked away, thinking of what to say or do. He sighed and picked up the pace, stepping back behind her.

"I'm sorry." he exhales, walking back beside her, neither looking at each other.

Her house soon came into view as they stepped back on her street, walking in an uncomfortable silence. Eric wracked his mind thinking of things to say or ask, but didn't want to push her anymore. The couple walked up on the porch, opening the door into the empty house, retreating back to the basement.

The steps creaked under their feet as they stepped back down to the basement. Eric walked to the couch, stepping over the mounds of clothes and pizza boxes. Sammy headed to the mini-fridge, pulling out a bottle of beer for herself and a drink for Eric like she always did. She sat down beside him and passed him his soda.

"And here we are again." he chuckled, cracking open the cold can of cola.

"Indeed." she lethargically nods, smacking the cap off her beer with the edge of the coffee table.

She sipped her beer, thinking over the entire day. Eric meant a lot to her, more than just a friend and that was before all the unexpected events of the day. It wasn't that she didn't love him. She had grown too paranoid and insecure from the countless exes she had had. Part of her knew that he wasn't like them. He was far too kind and gentle, not at all like the guys she was with. They were experienced, cocky. Fucked like animals at night. There were times when they were able to turn the cat into a wailing mess as they brought her to such extreme orgasms, but those times were rare and far between. Too many times had they just seemed concerned with getting themselves off and passing out the second they came, leaving her by herself and unsatisfied. Those were the worst nights for her. Feeling used and tossed aside. Only there to please them. To think she had once thought to herself that she had true feelings for them. Saying she loved them. She wouldn't make that same mistake again.

Sammy kicked off her shoes and pulled her legs up on the couch, laying on her side. The human turned to glance at her, looking at her furry tail peeking up from behind her. Smirking, he reached over and carefully pulled her tail free. She watched him guide her tail to his lap, grasping it with his hands.

"Remember when you first let me play with this?" he chuckles, dragging his fingers through the soft fur.

"Oh yeah. Used to smack you in the head with it all the time too." she snorts, keeping her head turned to watch him.

"Yup. Then I grabbed it one day when you hit me too many times." he smirks, the tip of her tail twitching in his grasp.

"And you didn't know what to do. Looked so embarrassed." she teased, her tail trying to wiggle out of his hands.

"That's cause I wanted to touch it so much. Never really got close with an anthro before and always wanted to play with their tails." he smiles, letting go of it to watch it snake around in his lap.

"Among other things." she grinned, sliding her tail under his shirt.

"Mhm. Then you let me pet it and rub it for you. I was so happy." he laughs at her fur tickling over his belly, pulling her tail free.

"With a blush on your face the entire time." she adds, her tail raising to brush over his chin.

"Well I get embarrassed easily." he defends, taking her tail and pressing his nose into her fur, smelling her gentle scent as he kissed her tail.

"Hmm, yes and no. Looks like you're all bashful until you get too horny, then any semblance of nervousness is right out the window." she points out, sweeping her tail over his face.

"Which is something I never knew about myself." he smiles, giving the tip of her tail a light lick, letting it hang into his mouth where he gave it a gentle suck.

"And I didn't know I'd enjoy having my feet played with either." she admits, chuckling at him enjoying her tail.

"Glad I could help. You know, there is one more thing I've always wanted to do." he teases, giving her tail another kiss, letting it fall from his hands.

"And just what would that be?" she asks, curious as to what was on his mind.

Rather than telling her, he decides to show her. He sits up and moves against her side, reaching up to pull off her black wool beanie, revealing her furry, pointed ears. Realizing where he was going with this, her face turned to an annoyed expression.

"Seriously?" she asks in a deadpan tone.

"Absolutely. I've wanted to play with these cute ears the first day since we started hanging out." he smiles, taking her hands and helping her sit up.

Eric lays down against the arm of the couch, pulling her down on his chest with him. Rolling her eyes, she decides to get comfortable, laying her chin down on his chest. His hands inch towards her ears, taking the tip of each one between his thumb and finger, starting to gingerly rub them. With each rotation of his thumb, he lowered his hands, sinking further down on to her ear, his thumbs gradually sliding down into the opening of her ears. Her eyes immediately squeeze shut, trying to quiet the strained moan that slips past her lips.

"I'm loving these." he quietly states, massaging her thick ears, his thumb kneading against the warm, fleshy inside with his finger supporting the back to keep it upright against his motions.

She didn't dare speak, her tail wagging at spontaneous patterns, smacking against the couch as she tried to silence the natural urge rising up. It was rare for her to let anyone near her ears that she normally kept under a hat. Her defensive natural refused to allow herself to be put in such a submissive position, but deeply loved any attention given to them. Her body locked up just after his first touch, hands pressed to his sides, moaning quietly at his massage. Smiling, he started to knead them harder, even pulling on them, letting them slip past his fingers to press down deep into the delicate tissue. Sammy screamed at herself for letting him do this, her hands reflexively starting to open and close against his hips, her claws emerging to poke at his skin. The silent rumble in her throat grew louder and louder which she could no longer contain.

"There we go. It's okay to let it out, Sammy." he whispered, working his thumb against the inside of her ear.

She scolded herself as the bassy rumble escaped her lips, releasing a steady purr from the massage, her hands kneading his sides, her toes curling against his calves with her legs bent.

"You sound so beautiful. Can't believe I've gone so long without every hearing you purr until today. Don't be embarrassed." he smiles, kissing the top of her head, picking up the heavenly scent of the shampoo in her hair.

It was something he had always wanted to do. He always thought of Sammy being like a giant lap cat, curled up on him while he touched and pet her. Having her in such a position and listening to her deep purrs made his heart flutter. Sammy was never one to show a softer side and sure as hell didn't enjoy doing it, but was soon starting to enjoy this more and more. His hand moved to the side of her neck, reaching under to scratch at her chin. The feline whined and rumbled, lifting her head with her eyes still shut to expose more of her chin to him. HIs fingers dug in through the fur, scritching at her sensitive spots, the other hand still massaging her ear.

"Didn't know you kneaded too." he chuckles when he realizes her hands were opening and contracting against his sides.

Her cheeks grew flush, affectionately rubbing the side of one against his hand, her whiskers tickling his skin. She panted and groaned between purrs, tail bumping against his legs, claws occasionally biting into his fleshy hips. Grinning, he moved a hand from her ears and slid down her back, sliding under her pants and underwear to scratch at the base of her tail. Purring louder, her rear lifted into the air, pressing against his fingers, nuzzling her snout into his shirt.

"This is too adorable." he smiles at his friend revealing her feral nature.

"Bastard." she manages to squeak through all the purrs and groans.

"Aww, don't be mean. You seem to be loving this." he says, reaching to between her shoulder blades, dragging the heel of his hand down her spine, which instantly curls, her tail flicking up in the air.

"I'd never let anyone do this to me." she grunts, finally starting to break through the spell, flipping herself to the side to escape his hands, biting him on the arm.

"Ow! Bad girl!" he scolds, bopping her on the snout, rubbing his bitten arm.

"That was too much." she panted, feeling hot and excited after that.

"Can't handle that?" he teases, stroking her hair.

"Not really. I don't exactly let people do that to me." she exhales.

Come to think of it, no one had ever touched her in such a way. Was it that she didn't let people do it or that no one did it period?

"Was I the first?" he asks, kissing her forehead.

"Yes?" she answered, still thinking back and realizing that none of her old boyfriends had ever made her purr before.

"Really? Aww, I'm honored." he smiles, cupping her chin to lift her head, kissing her on the lips.

"Oh, shut up." she chuckles, returning his kiss.

"So did you like that?" he eagerly asks, excited to do it more in the future.

".....I did." she shamefully admits, not a fan of letting her inner instincts take over like that.

"Well any time you'd like to lay on me, I'll happily do it again. I loved that." he chuckles, feeling her heart racing against his chest.

"That kinda made me tired or something. I don't know. Feel weird." she pants, kissing at his neck, hugging him.

"You can keep laying here then if you want." he offers, enjoying being her human mattress.

She nods and cuddles up to his side, poking him until he picked up the remote and turned on the TV.

---

The night grew on while the two lay with each other on the couch, Sammy and Eric both becoming tired the more they stayed up watching mindless TV.

"Surprised no one came home yet." she yawns, stretching out her body.

"Yeah. Maybe they went out for more than just dinner." he grins, looking down at her.

"Gross." she frowns, trying not to picture that.

"Just teasing. Think we should get to bed ourselves?" he asks with a blush.

"Beats watching these corny ass 80's sitcoms." she shrugs, checking her phone to see it was 1:30 in the morning.

"Maybe one day you'll get cable down here." he chuckles, helping her up.

"With a wall of VHS's, I don't need cable." she grins, pulling herself off of him, getting up off the couch.

"And your dad's porn stash too." he teases, getting up as well.

"Don't think we should watch those. Don't need you cumming in your pants again." she taunts, moving her way towards the stairs to flip the lights off.

"You act as if that was my fault!" he scoffs, grumbling when he looked down at the big stain on his pants.

"Well it wasn't me or my foot." she grins, carefully stepping over the various obstacles on the ground, walking to the bed.

"Oh it was definitely your foot's fault." he smirks, standing by the bed.

Sammy starts to unzip her pants, letting them fall to the ground.

"Guess we get to share a bed for once, huh?" he says in both nervousness and excitement.

"Yup." she nods, pulling off her socks, scooting back on the bed with her shirt still on.

"You leaving your shirt on? C'mon, we talked about this." he groaned, pulling off his own shirt and tossing it to the floor.

"Fine." she grumbled, reluctantly pulling hers off as well, braless underneath as usual.

"Thank you." he smiled, undoing his fly and taking off his pants.

Eric kept his underwear on and moved to one side of the bed, lifting the covers and sliding underneath.

"Pfft. Really? Getting shy now?" she scoffs, pulling off her panties and tossing them in a random pile of clothes.

"What? I don't really like sleeping naked." he replies, getting comfortable on her bed.

Sammy climbs into bed beside him, enjoying the cool sheets on her naked body.

"Well, I love it." she smirks, her eyes adjusting to the darkness, dim moonlight shining through the thin basement window.

The human sleepily nodded, turning over on his side, facing her as he got more comfortable.

"This bed clean?" he mumbles, smelling the sheets.

"Oh, shut up. It's fine. If you haven't gotten fleas from me yet, you aren't gonna get them sleeping with me." she rolled her eyes.

"Wait, fleas?"

"I'm just fucking with you." she chuckled, looking over at his shadowy figure.

"Thank God." he exhaled, his nose picking up her scent from the pillows.

He shifted closer to her, laying an arm over her naked chest. Sammy reached over and pulled him closer so he laid against her side.

"I'm used to hugging a pillow when I sleep, so you'll do nicely." she purred, giving him a squeeze.

"My pleasure. Happy to be of help." he smiled, kissing her neck, petting her belly.

Sammy purred quietly, lazily scratching over his back, nuzzling into the crook of his neck.

"Want to take these off?" she teased quietly, reaching down to tug at his waistband.

"You really want me to?" he asked, his manhood twitching in reaction to the tug.

"Sure. Who knows? Something fun might happen." she grinned, her ivory colored teeth glinting in the moonlight.

Eric blushed and nodded, turning over to remove his underwear with shaky hands, dropping them to the side. He nervously rolled back over, hugging her again.

"How's that?" she spoke softly, feeling his flaccid cock against her thigh.

"Certainly less restrictive." he gulped, his mind racing with the desire to take her.

"Now you see why I sleep naked." she whispered, lifting her leg, pressing her thigh to his bare cock.

"Sammy..."

"Yes?"

Eric's breathing grew heavy, looking down into her blue eyes, leaning in to give her a loving kiss.

"I....really want to....you know..."

The feline smiled at his anxiousness, finding it to be cute.

"You really do?" she breathed, lifting her hand to touch his member, feeling it growing hard against her fingers.

"So badly. I want to feel you around me, Sam. I want to show you how much I love you." he panted, holding her tightly against him, kissing her snout.

The feline returned each deep kiss, now stroking his cock, her other arm wrapped around his waist.

"Please...oh God." he begged, biting his lip with a whine as she touched him.

Sammy smiled and felt herself growing more aroused the more she groped his growing erection. Finally, she let go and rolled over, pulling him on top of her. The human straddled her hips, lifting himself up with his arms to look down at her. Through the fur of his face, he could see a faint blush, looking just as excited as he was.

Eric held himself and inched down her body, the covers lifted around his hips, just enough so that he could see her entrance, glistening with her arousal.

"Should I warm you up first?" he asked, not wanting to ruin the moment like he had earlier.

"Eric. You warmed me up enough when you were massaging me and playing with my ears. I was waiting for you to make a move on the couch, but you never did." she says in an amused tone.

"Really? Guess I didn't pick up on the hint." he shrugs, looking over her naked body once more.

"I was purring like a motor, curled up on your chest, all submissive and vulnerable. Anyone would have jumped at that chance." she hums, placing her hands on his hips.

"I wouldn't take advantage of you like that. Not that kind of person." he blushes, mirroring her actions and cupping her hips.

"Well, you now have my full, unbridled consent. Fuck me, Eric." she purred, squeezing his hips.

His heart was now beating a mile a minute at her sinfully explicit demand, his cock throbbing from the way she spoke to him. He pressed his hips forward, his crown prodding her entrance, moaning as her silky lips caressed him. The feline lifted herself up, watching his member beginning to penetrate her for the first time. Eric panted and inserted more of himself, huffing when her passage began to part way for his thick mast, gripping him.

"Oh, fuck." he groaned, unable to go any slower, his hips suddenly lurching forward, impaling the last of his cock inside of the cat.

Sammy made little noise, aside from the changes in her breathing, letting out a gasp when he hilted himself inside of her snug cunt.

"It's in." he huffs in a breathless tone, not moving, instead letting her inner muscles contract around him.

He looks down at Sammy, staring into her eyes, a look of pleasure and relaxation over her face. The feline returned his gaze, her hands moving up to his shoulders, nodding at him to encourage him to continue. Nodding back, Eric tentatively pulled his hips back, thrusting forward to shove his manhood deeper inside of her, letting out another moan in the process. The human's motions were sloppy, but eager, shaking with excitement and arousal as he made love to his friend. Sammy opened her legs further, bending them at the knee, helping him get closer to her.

"You feel so perfect around me." he moans, leaning down to kiss her while his hips lurched forward for another deep thrust.

Sammy grunted around his lips, staying quiet despite how perfectly he fit inside of her snug passage. The human's manhood stabbed into her surprisingly tight tunnel, sliding his tongue into her mouth as he released a deeper groan of pleasure at how she tightened around him. Each thrust was harder and deeper than the last, losing himself in the moment, becoming drunk with pleasure and desire, wanting to make his love climax beneath him.

The gradual shift in aggression made the cat whine nearly inaudibly from the way he gratified her, panting in an irregular pattern. Eric glanced back down at her, smiling when he looked at her. Her face was twisted in a silent expression of pure bliss, her eyes partially rolled back, mouth hanging open, muted and quelled outcries barely eluding her lips.

"Don't hold back, Sammy. I want to hear you. I want to listen to your moans. Please." he gasped.

Biting her lip, a blush spreading across her face, she finally released a low moan. She was never a very loud lover, finding that it was obnoxious and a bit humiliating to make such loud and personal noises regardless of the circumstance. She was more reserved and didn't like giving her partners the satisfaction of her pleasured cries, which seemed to only amplify their cocky attitudes. The longer Eric pleasured her, the more she came to the realization that he wasn't like the others. By this point she would have at least had a hand wrapped around her throat while she was violently rutted and used. It was apparent the human had no intentions of being a selfish lover. The way he looked at her. Touched her. Talked to her. He was gentle and caring, wanting nothing more than to give her the very best.

"Oh yes..." she whimpered, her moans growing in volume and length, her blush growing deeper as she listened to herself.

Eric's heart melted at her noises. He had never heard her make such sensual sounds, making her squeal with shrilled whines when he stabbed his hips upwards, jabbing against the top of her snug passage.

"I want to cum together." he exhales, reaching down to tweak her clit, rolling it between his knuckles.

"Ah! I want to cum with you so bad." she cries, kicking in the air when he teased her bulging nub.

Eric wheezes and looks down at her feet, her soles facing him from her position. He grabs hold of her ankle and presses her foot to his face, dragging his tongue over her sole, lapping at her pad. Sammy squeals and involuntarily kicks her foot. Luckily, he had a firm grasp on her foot, diving his tongue between her toes, licking at the gaps as he began to suck each toe, slamming his hips harder against her own. The wet slaps of their colliding bodies reverberated throughout the basement, their frantic breathing and moans like an orchestra of lust. A trickle of the feline's liquid arousal began to pour from her lips, lubricating her lover's shaft while it repeatedly pounded her, her clitoris pulsating under his fingers that never left.

"I'm getting close..." she mewled, toes curling in his mouth, staring up at the silhouette of his face.

Eric pulled her toes free, squeezing her ankle hard, his balls churning and ready to erupt. With every ounce of energy, he forced himself to go just a bit further for her. He wouldn't allow her to cum alone.

"I'm almost there, Sammy. Please...I want to cum with you." he breathed, dropping her foot to lay down on her chest.

He gyrated his hips, twisting his member inside of her, feeling her growing more and more soaked with arousal, her button hard and erect. Each thrust caused another surge of pleasure to ripple through her body, sending another brief wave of her juices over his cock which leaked and sputtered with pre. His fingers grabbed and pinched at her clit, feeling how her body tensed and spasmed with need each time he did so.

"Fuck!" she whined, her legs now wrapped around his waist, refusing to let him escape.

"Cum for me! Cum, Sam!" he begged, kissing her deeply, crashing his lips with hers.

The feline wailed into his mouth, her body trembling as an unimaginable orgasm coursed through her furry body. A hot, powerful torrent of her juices ejaculated against his erect cock, splashing over his groin and testicles. Once he could feel her twist and shake, hearing her deafening cries of passion, did the human finally allow himself to release. Unable to stop, his hips jerked and humped forward with each drawn out burst of his seed that erupted from the human's cock, matching her passionate cries with ones every bit as genuine and sensuous. Their minds hazed as that their shared orgasms, melting into each other, feeling as if they had become one.

Eric raised his head, gasping as her muscles repeatedly contracted around his ejaculating cock, milking him, wanting every drop he had to offer. Sammy could feel each pulse of his burning hot seed filling her, sending a warm tide flowing over her body. It was the most genuine act of love making she had experienced, keeping him held against her, not daring to let him go. She wanted no one else, knowing there could never be a more perfect partner for her.

Inevitably, their twin climaxes came to an end, leaving them both with a wondrous afterglow, sharing their bodies in their intimate exhaustion. With her heels in his back, Eric knew he wouldn't be able to pull out, but didn't mind one bit. Through what little light that slipped into the room, could he see her once more. Her eyes were half lidded, those beautiful blue eyes seemingly glowing in the dark, her bottom lip trembling as she attempted to catch her breath. To see her so at peace and wearing that exhaustive and fulfilled look was one of the most comforting and treasured moments he could have imagined.

Their chests pressed against each other, heaving as they panted. The feline's legs dropped limply from his waist, freeing Eric who flopped down on the bed beside her. In their combined exhaustion, they eventually turned toward one another, reaching over to hold each other, not wanting to fall asleep unless they had each other entwined in their arms.

"I love you, Sammy." he whispered, kissing her forehead, while he stroked her cheek.

"...I love you too."

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